That was last Tuesday's Top 10 actually, but I'm famous for two things: my genius and my procrastination.
Top 10 books I had strong emotions over
1. Orlando by Virginia Woolf
Probably my most beloved book of all time and one that I constantly re-read. I literally feel its words and imagery like an expansion of myself - it felt like this from the very first time. I breathe Orlando.
2.Nausicaa of the Valley of the Wind by Hayao Miyazaki
Read this comic. Now. It's the most humane, compassionate, beautiful thing I have ever read.
3. Kitchen by Banana Yoshimoto
Banana makes me happy! 'Nostalgia for things I've never lived' is what I would describe her effect on me. I read this one during some of the happiest days of my life, so she always reminds me how the small things in life make it unique.
4. Cyrano de Bergerac by Edmond Rostand
This is the one and only love story I completely adore. Everything about it is pretty much, perfect (yes I'm biased).
5. Jonathan Livingston Seagull by Richard Bach
This one was one of my favourite books when I was very young. It feels like a completely different person loved this book back then, but the feelings return all the same.
6. Pinocchio by Carlo Collodi
I hated this book so much. There are many fairytales I have my issues with, but this one was downright repulsive.
7. Norwegian Wood by Haruki Murakami
I have many mixed, contradictory feelings about this one. Truth is, I didn't like it. I loved some of the characters, but this book made me so angry during most of its pages I almost threw it off the window.
8. Artemis Fowl by Eoin Colfer
Worst. Book. Ever. And no, it was not because Artemis was an 'anti-hero'. It was because it was messy and stupid.
9. Loving Each Other by Leo Buscaglia
This kind of book drives me crazy. The holier-than-thou 'I'll tell you how to be good and wise' attitude is something I really despise in books, as it ruins literature. During middle school I was into these books a lot, but Buscaglia terrorised me even back then!
10. The Raven by Edgar Allan Poe
I have to pay homage. I was given by my aunt a wonderful edition of The Raven when I was 12 and I was fascinated. It was probably the first time in my life I got to read something really good. Then I started reading poetry like crazy.
I still think I understood poetry better back then.